Dad would always speak as we passed -‘hullaw there jessie…ah’v goat 2 we’ans wi’ me the day -ye mibbe cannae see frae up there,hen’ ‘ah ...ee fine, Joe – are ye gettin’ them scalped again or jist a wee trim, a wee tidy up an’ that?’ ‘Tony Curtis if they’re guid an’ Yul Brinner if they’re no’ They said practically the same thing every month.. The lights of the salon could be seen behind a glazed double door with frosted and etched glass,keeping its’ secrets to the last second – and it wasn’t. Maaji ne Guruji se kaha ki unhe kuch baat karni hain. Guruji ne maaji ki taraf mudkar kaha,”Kahiye kya kast hain maaji? Nisankoch hokar kahiye”Maaji ke chehre par halki si shikan thi. Baat karte huwe woh thoda sa hadbada rahi thi. “Guruji woh … woh…. woh” (Guruji ne phir se unhe ashwast kiya)“Guruji aapke kahe anusaar maine teerth yaatra par jaane ka prabandh kiya hain. Mein kal raat 8 baje ki train se ja rahi hoon. Rupa bhi kal subah apne office ke kaam se Mumbai ja rahi hain kuch dino ke. The black men, almost in unison, removed their boxers and moved up onto their knees, their rigid black members fully exposed for the first time as they each pointed at one of Tammi’s enormous perfect tits. The white whore grabbed both of the black cocks and began rubbing and slapping her breasts with them. Tammi took great care to rub her hard pink nipple on the Breed Master’s piss slit...making sure his salty sticky precum coated her hard pink nipple. Once it was coated to her liking the white. It is no longer the view that holds my awareness nor the black abyss before us, but the living, pulsing bulge pressed into my back. I stand on the edge of the world, caught between lust and fear, as my loins melt, surrendered completely to your will.And, as if sensing my need, you abruptly turn me and seek my lips. Our tongues meet, dueling, striving together. You plunder my mouth and my heart thunders in my chest so that I fear it must burst. And then it is my tongue that pursues yours,.